Highland Laddie Poem by Peter Hall

He was a highland laddie
Grew up in the great glen
Played shinty for Fort William
A man amongst men.

He played the highland pipes
With heartbeat rhythms felt
That pumped his blood within
While wearing his clan's kilt.

Fishing at Loch Linnie
Would stir his Gaelic pride
As he viewed the heather
His Lassie by his side...


...he wakes up from his dream
And yet his dream lives on
To prove his Scottishness
And confirm where he comes from.